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catsofyore · 3 months

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An Apparition. Slide from my collection, 1975.

#cat #cats #catsofyore #cats of yore #1970s #luminous #ghost cat

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lousydrawingsforgoodpeople · 2 years

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#cat #ghost #enjoy yourself #doodles #bad art #lousy drawings #doodle #positivity #self love #ghost cat #it’s not dumb #your interests matter #fandom #hobbies #whatever #don’t feel ashamed #just have fun #Halloween #fall

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shyblacksheep · 18 days

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My past kitty-cat focused drawings I’ve done to celebrate the boop day. Thanks for the boops! 🐾💖

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simzart · 2 years

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#burrito #ghost cat #illustration #art #visual development

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sh-haashi · 6 months

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#fanart #dbh #detroit become human #rk900 #chthonic #ghost cat #yes again

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littlealienproducts · 1 month

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Ceramic Ghost Cat Mug by CeraBien

#CeraBien #ceramic #mug #mugs #ghost cat #halloween #halloween cat #cat #cats #trick or treat

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nightmaresyrup · 6 months

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Ghostly Meows...

#ghost cat #ghost kitty

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urtopia · 1 year

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#the sandman #ghost cat

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through-the-thorns-to-the-stars · 7 months

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#ghost #ghost art #cute ghost #halloween #happy halloweeeeeeen #ghost family #family portrait #halloween art #spooky art #ghost cat #spooky #spooky ghost #spooky forest #dark forest #halloween night #moon art #ghostcore #halloweencore #spooky aesthetic

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julialundgren · 11 months

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Ghost kitty! Originally painted it for halloween but I’ve made a few tweaks on it since. With less than half a year until the next halloween it feels appropriate to post again! Btw I’ve also finally made prints of it available here in my INPRNT store!

#art #artists on tumblr #Tumblr Artist #cats #cat art #feline #animal art #digital art #painting #spooky #ghost cat #ghost kitty #everyday is halloween #illustration #Julia Lundgren

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longitudinalspacecat · 2 months

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Today's prompt for Amphibuary was "ghost" so as an idea I drew this house that is inhabited by an old witch and the ghosts of familiars.

#krita painting #digital art #cute #kitty cat #frogs #amphibuary 2024 #haunted #haunted house #cats #ghost #ghost cat #witches #amphibuary #ghost frogs

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neoarchipelago · 11 months

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Soul link 4 - Christmas time

God DAMN IT THIS IS ROTTING MY BRAIN PLEASE HELP!

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Winter time had rolled in. The cold wind and cloudy skies brought ironic joy to the recruits. For a lot of them, it was a moment to spend with their families, given leave for a few days. You were also given leave. Unfortunately, you had nowhere to go. You were going to spend the next two weeks on the base, indulging yourself in some rest. Little lies told to yourself, knowing damn well you'd help with work any time you could to avoid feeling lonely.

You walked through the yard, black jeans, military boots, long flowy sleeves of your white blouse, tucked in your pants, secured by a thin belt, pretty black bow as a tie, a tiny bell in the middle, clinging at every step. It might be one of your favorite things at Christmas time. The bells. You loved the sound of the bells, jingling on hats, wreaths or trees. You opened the door to the office building, the whiff of warm air making your hair slightly float for a split second. You shivered, rubbing your arms to warm up the skin underneath the too thin fabric. You were still happy to be able to wear these clothes, a refreshing change from the usual tactical gear and military uniforms.

You hopped up the stairs, the little jingle of your bow making you smile. You turned right, heading for Captain Price's office, hoping to be given some kind of task. You grabbed your phone, checking for notifications as you skipped your way through the hallway, jumping up and down once in a while to make the bell ring. The more it ringed, the more you smiled.

You were almost there when something caught you by the waist, roughly pulling you to the right. You yelped, your fight instincts kicking in as you tried to punch the person. Your wrist was caught immediately as you were pushed against a wall. You took in your surroundings, trying to create some kind of escape plan when you noticed the files on the shelves. The archive room. The door closed, the sound of the lock being turned making you shiver.

However, you relaxed immediately, the pretty ears twitching making your muscles loosen up.

"LT..?" You asked in a whisper.

His eyes were slitted, a little frown on his face as they scanned your body. You blushed under his scrutinizing gaze. You adjusted yourself against the wall, getting a bit more comfortable. The bell rang lowly, as if in a whisper. His eyes snapped to the sound, pupils dilating. It made you gasp, your fascination growing. His hand rose to your neck, your heartbeat picking up. Two fingers hitting the gray round thing, almost hidden by the silky fabric of your bow. The sound rang in the silence. It wasn't loud. But in the density of the noiseless room, it felt like an echo in the dark.

"Are you… toying with me?" He asked with a little scolding.

"Excuse me..?" You asked.

"The bell. Are you toying with me?" He asked more firmly.

You blinked. What? The realization hit you like a truck. Cat… bell. Cat. The bell! The sound of the bell! You closed your eyes, huffing a little chuckle.

"No sir. I didn't even think of it. I thought you were out on leave." You explained softly.

He eyed you for a second.

He wasn't attracted to bells. He had a lot more self control than that. Therefore it was more than just shock when his ears and tail popped out at the sound of a distant, small, high pitched bell. He was horrified with himself. He had taken a glance out the door, seeing you, watching your phone, jumping your way in the hallway. His tail had shaken way too excitedly and he had wanted to punch himself in the face.

"Where did you get that?" He asked.

Perhaps it was a special bell. Something electronic, a special frequency.

"Hum.. it's a simple bell… it came with the bow…" you answered, confused.

His mind was running full speed, all over the place. He simply had to find the meaning of his reaction. He was a fucking lieutenant in the military, part of a special task force, he was a killer, a monster, not a pet attracted to some squeaky toy! What if he heard another bell on the battlefield?! Absolutely not!

"Sir..?" You asked.

It was hard to think. You kept distracting him. Your voice, your heartbeat, your scent. Your scent. Your scent…?

"God fucking damn it." He hissed.

It wasn't the bell only. It was the bell mixed with your scent. His eyes were wide, shock and frustration mixing.

"Sir…"

"What?" He snapped. You flinched, he saw it. And he instantly felt bad.

"Can… I have my hand back…" you asked, looking down.

He hadn't let go of your wrist. Shit. He took a deep breath. He straightened himself, taking in his position, way too incredibly close to you, as he let go.

"Who wears a bell around their neck?" He let out.

"I do." You pouted, crossing your arms. You looked offended much to his dismay. "I like it. They sound pretty."

"What are you doing here dressed like that anyway?" He crossed his arms as well.

"I'm on leave sir! I can dress however I want." You answered in the same annoyed tone.

"Doesn't explain what you are doing here." He snarled.

"I was looking for Captain Price." You answered, trying to keep up a facade under the sharpness of his tone.

"He's not here." He informed you.

"Oh…" you looked slightly disappointed.

"What do you need?"

"Hum… nothing. Was looking for something to do." You mumbled.

"Why aren't you going home?"

You felt yourself crumble. Home. Where was even that for you? This base. Here. Was the closest thing to 'home'. You took too long to answer, and he got it. He understood. No need for whispers. He understood. It hit too close to home. He was on leave too. Price had the whole squad on leave, ordering him to go out, enjoy his days off without hiding at the base. Price knew. He knew what happened at Christmas and why he hated it so much. So he, too, was looking for something to do.

"I have to find some files for a current suspect. Some old data on him. Can't fucking find it for the love of god." He asked, a hidden offer behind his words.

"Can.. I help?" You asked back.

He nodded as you happily jumped, the bell ringing.

"No. No jumping." He warned, his hand hiding his eyes, the last little vulnerability of him.

You cleared your throat.

"Sorry… would you like me to take it off?" You questioned, hands raising, ready to take action upon your words.

"No." He hurried, words faster than his brain.

He mentally insulted himself before turning back to the shelves. "Leave it on."

#fanfics #fanfiction #fanfic #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #simon riley #captain price #cod mw2 #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley cat #simon riley x y/n #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #ghost mw2 #ghost cat

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asassydork · 4 months

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